The Splendid Medical Concubine: The Journey of a Concubine

Chapter 85 085 Xianggui (second update)

Chu Yunmu originally wanted to brag about his bravery again, but the madam told him roughly what happened before him.

The madam hugged Chu Yunmu distressedly, wishing she could call him "darling" twice.

Chu Lingyu looked back and forth between Chu Yunmu and Chu Qianling. Like Mr. Liu, he was also dissatisfied and wanted to argue with the eldest wife and the elder.

The problem is…

Thinking of something, Chu Lingyu temporarily suppressed his dissatisfaction, and used his eyes to signal his wife to calm down.

After everyone sat down, Mrs. Tai took a sip of tea and said with a smile: "A Xiao, A Yu, why are you two back so late today?"

Chu Lingyu was waiting for Mrs. Tai to ask. His eyes lit up and he said with a smile: "Mom, the annual Imperial College enrollment is about to begin. My eldest brother and I discussed that Brother Yi and Brother Yun are old enough to go. Try it.”

The brother Yi that Chu Lingyu mentioned refers to Chu Lingxiao's eldest son Chu Yunyi.

Chu Lingxiao nodded slightly, "They are almost twelve years old, and they can go to the Imperial College to practice."

Unlike the previous dynasty that valued civility over martial arts, the Da Qi Dynasty also valued civility and martial arts because Nan Hao was eyeing them. Therefore, the Imperial College not only recruited literary students such as children, scholars, and scholars, but also martial arts students.

The Imperial College can be said to be the number one university in Daqi. If you want to enter the Imperial College, you not only need to pass an exam, but also need a letter of recommendation. To put it bluntly, cats and dogs can’t all flock to the Imperial College to take the entrance exam.

Liu's eyes also lit up. She also understood the reason why Chu Lingyu asked her to calm down. If Chu Yunchen wanted to get the recommendation letter, he would inevitably need the help of his elder brother.

There are only a few places for admission to the Imperial College every year. They not only have to compete with the children of the noble courtiers in the capital, but also with the children of other noble families from all over the country. It is not an exaggeration to say that they can only pick one out of a thousand.

But once you enter the Imperial College, it is like stepping into the court. In the future, literary students will take the civil examination, and martial arts students will take the martial arts examination, and most of them will be able to pass the Chinese civil and military examinations.

When they become officials in the DPRK in the future, their classmates in the Imperial College will not only be colleagues in the DPRK, they can also become a kind of support.

Mrs. Tai was also in high spirits. She thought this was a good idea and said with a smile: "Brother Yi will arrive in Beijing soon, just in time to catch up."

In mid-February, news came from the Jiang family that Mrs. Jiang, Mrs. Jiang's elder brother, was ill. Mrs. Jiang was worried about her brother, and the Chu Lingxiao brothers had errands and could not go to the Jiang family. It was up to Chu Yun to take care of his brother. Yi traveled to Yuzhou to visit Mr. Jiang. He did not return to Beijing until Mr. Jiang recovered. It's been three months since I left.

Chu Qianchen was drinking tea silently.

When she was reborn, Chu Yunyi had already left for Yuzhou. From her previous life to the present, she had not seen Chu Yunyi for many, many years, and even his appearance became blurred in the long river of memory.

Chu Qianchen didn't have a deep impression of this half-brother. He only vaguely remembered that she had played with him when she was young. He followed her like his own little tail and called her sister. I don’t know what happened later, but Aunt Jiang stopped letting her take him to play. It seemed to have happened when she was four or five years old, and she couldn’t remember it long ago.

After experiencing the thrilling events in her previous life, these thirteen years in the Hou Mansion have become insignificant. Her grandmother, father, aunt, second brother...most of her blood relatives are no different from strangers to her.

Not to mention the prince, even with Mo Chen and Xue Feng, they cannot be compared.

Chu Qianchen drank tea by himself and remained silent from beginning to end.

Her calmness was in sharp contrast to the hustle and bustle around her.

The conversation between mother and son became more and more lively, and the wife subconsciously looked at Shen, hoping that Shen would help find her parents' house.

It is not difficult for the Hou family to get a letter of recommendation to take the Imperial College entrance examination, but if Mu Guogong's family comes forward, the two children may be able to enter the Imperial College directly without taking the exam.

Every year, the Imperial College has a few places that are exempted from the examination. Sometimes they are talented people who have become famous at a young age, such as Su Hongfei, the only liberal arts champion in the history of Daqi who has won the minor three yuan and the major three yuan; sometimes they are talents recommended by famous Confucian scholars; Time is the emperor's favor...

Mrs. Shen was drinking her tea with her eyes downcast, as if she didn't feel Mrs. Tai's eyes at all.

Mrs. Tai's face turned dark. In the past, she could have acted like a mother-in-law and discussed with Mrs. Shen. However, for the past half month, she had been keeping the cold shoulder to Mrs. Shen. Now that she was asked to lower her head and beg Mrs. Shen, she I really can’t say it.

Madam Tai couldn't help but wink at Chu Lingxiao, but Chu Lingxiao also didn't want to beg Shen and just pretended not to understand.

He didn't think that Duke Mu's Palace had the ability to directly send two children to the Imperial Academy. Otherwise, why would the children of Duke Mu's Palace take the exam themselves?

Chu Lingxiao had already made a plan in his mind and said, "Mother, I plan to invite Mr. Wen and Master Wu to come back to strengthen their homework for the two children."

Just like the martial arts examination requires a policy question, the Imperial Academy's martial arts examination also has a literary test. Those who cannot read a single Chinese character will never pass the entrance examination.

Chu Lingyu and Mr. Liu also echoed incessantly. The gentleman who talked about clan studies was just a scholar and probably knew nothing about the art of war. The other one said it would be best to ask a martial arts scholar to give him some advice...

Seeing that the topic all turned to the Imperial College entrance examination, Chu Qianling's veiled lips pressed together tightly and her fingers kept twisting.

Mrs. Tai watched the two sons discuss each other, but in the end she still did not say anything to ask Shen to help.

They were chatting lively, while Chu Qianchen was drinking tea and eating plums there. Occasionally, he would feed Chu Yunmu a plum, and he would say nothing to them that was too close to their ears.

On the other hand, Chu Yunmu listened very attentively.

He felt that he would also take the Imperial College Examination in the future, so it was best to prepare a few years in advance.

He listened attentively and ate whatever Chu Qianchen gave him, like a squirrel holding food in both hands, with a bulging mouth.

Just looking at him like this, Chu Qianchen felt warm in his heart, thinking about getting a better and more convenient bow for Chu Yunmu, just to avoid what happened today again.

She remembered that the prince said that there was a shop in the capital that was a century-old bow-making shop, and the Jurchen bow that the prince gave her was also made there. Simply, she would give herself and Brother Mu a bow each.

Oh, and she still had to get some knives.

Although there are some knives commonly used by doctors on the market, such as sore knives, flat-blade knives, moon-blade knives, scissors, tweezers, etc., she still feels that these knives are not precise and sharp enough.

She planned to make some improvements based on the existing knife. This knife must be light and thin, thinner than a razor; sharp, must be able to blow hair and break hair; small, smaller than a dagger, allowing her to hold it flexibly between her fingers, Turn over and over, like a leaf card.

Moreover, it must be easy to use and use the sore knife, flat-blade knife, and moon-blade knife at the same time. In this way, she can open the prince's chest and take out the arrow as quickly as possible, minimizing the wound as much as possible and reducing the trauma to lowest.

This matter concerned Gu Jue, she must not make any mistakes.

Since her rebirth, she has drawn several drawings, but they all feel a bit inferior.

After Chu Qianchen returned to Wanyan Courtyard, he had dinner first, and then stayed in the small study with Hu Hue. She drew several more drawings of knives.

The desk was in a mess, with all kinds of sore knives, flat-edged knives, moon-blade knives, three-edged needles, razors, daggers, throwing knives, leaf cards, etc. placed on the table.

The sun has set outside, and the sky is a thick gray-blue.

Amber lit a ram's horn palace lantern beside the desk. The candle flame swayed slightly in the lampshade as thin as a cicada's wings, casting a faint luster on Chu Qianchen's temples.

Chu Qianchen grabbed a leaf card in her hand, and the leaf card turned over flexibly between her white and slender fingers.

Her movements were light and agile, and the bamboo leaf sign made her slender fingers look like they were carved from suet jade, which was indescribably beautiful.

Amber looked on, almost dumbfounded, and couldn't help but said: "Girl, your hands are so nimble!"

Amber's words came from her heart. Her girl's hands were not only good at handwriting, but she was also good at sword dancing, archery, acupuncture, medicine, playing the piano, painting, etc.

Amber often finds it incredible, how can such a young girl understand so much? !

The leaf card turned around in Chu Qianchen's hand again, and then fell into her palm. She grabbed it and said casually: "What's this?"

Chu Qianchen's words also came from the heart.

The prince's hands are much more flexible than hers. He taught her how to play leaf cards, pai gow, and dice in the past, and showed her how the dealers cheated. He said that knowing how to cheat will prevent you from being cheated, and playing cards can train your finger flexibility.

Yes!

Chu Qianchen suddenly touched his palms and his pupils lit up.

The prince is much more powerful than her. Although the prince does not understand medical books, his knowledge of swords and other weapons far exceeds hers.

She can ask the prince!

But…

Soon, her eyes dimmed little by little, and she looked out the window, looking at the southern sky.

But when will the prince come back? !

Before the prince returns to Beijing, she can only rely on herself.

Chu Qianchen picked up the Langhao pen again and continued to draw on the rice paper, drawing knives and bows, one after another...

The night is getting deeper and deeper, and the moon is above the willow branches.

The gong sounded at the first watch of the day.

The gong sounded at two o'clock in the morning.

…

Chu Qianchen didn't realize it and just concentrated on drawing.

The candle burned quietly in the lampshade. The night wind blew in from the window, and the candle swayed slightly.

The small study was flickering with light and darkness.

Chu Qianchen raised her head and was hesitating whether to close the window when she saw a moon-white figure outside the window leaping lightly from the tree and landing quietly outside her window.

Chu Qianchen opened his eyes slightly and watched the other party flexibly climb through the window and come in.

It's Gu Jue.

He wore a moon-white Hufu with lapels, a jade belt around his waist, and short boots, which made him tall and thin.

The orange-yellow candlelight enveloped his face softly, hazy, softening his originally cold face.

(End of chapter)